This time, he pretended surprise that his hand didn't burn off. "Hmmm. Maybe I'll be okay after all. I've sort of built up a tolerance after being so ...lose to your hotness every day in school."They started to walk away. She was going to modestly tell him to lay off the hotness jokes. But before she could, he stopped and stared off into space with a strange expression. "What?" she asked.He stammered, "I feel a ... feel a ... sneeze ... coming on ... can I borrow your napkin?"She remembered her. The deputy Kenny knew when to fold ’em when he was playing with any of the Barnes boys, but this fed seemed determined to push his luck. With a frown the agent threw down his cards. ‘How in hell do you do that Waylon? I’ve played with some of the best players in Vegas and I have never had anyone beat me five hands in a row…’ Waylon chuckled as he pulled the chips toward him. ‘You ever listen to country music agent Monroe?’ He doubted it, the man was more the rock and roll type. When the agent. Her head was bobbing with her hands stroking him in unison with her mouth. “Oh god, I need this in my pussy now!” she said. Stevie then got up, sat in his lap and guided him inside of her. She was so wet that her pussy juice coated Ted's cock and was running down her thighs. The room began to smell like Stevie’s sex.Ted and Stevie got a nice rhythm going and I watched Stevie get her first orgasm. Then she moved into the middle of the bed. She told Ted she wanted him from behind and wanted me in. Taking a pair of leather cuffs, he buckled them over the leather sleeves around her wrists and gently pulled her arms behind her back attached the cuffs together with a short snap link after which he asked if she was comfortable.She just nodded in the affirmative, afraid her voice would give away the unknown excitement she felt every time he had bound her. She didn't understand, but some how her body would tingle with a wash of electricity when he had bound her wrists behind her back in the.